Chapter 403 Cavalry Long Sword (Part 1)

Lieutenant Colonel Walter, whose troops were reduced to a point where he could no longer launch an outflanking offensive, commanded the remaining tanks under his command to rush forward. Malashenko, who witnessed this scene through the periscope of the tank commander, immediately realized what he was doing. What was the opponent's plan? The loud words he blurted out at a very fast speed immediately echoed in the ears of everyone in the car.

"Iushkin, Kirill! Increase the frequency of firing! Those Germans want to rush over and fight us in close combat. We cannot let them succeed. Stop them, quickly!"

If the KV1, which has a heavy and slow turret steering gear and only a single-stream transmission system, is approached by a German tank, it will not be able to effectively deal with it in the current bad road conditions where the snow is deep enough to completely cover the ankles. At that time, It was completely equivalent to the embarrassing scene of being walked as a dog by a German tank due to its speed advantage.

Having already guessed what the only remaining German tanks on the opposite side were planning, Malashenko once again held the microphone next to him and immediately gave the order to all the remaining tanks to fire at full speed. But at this moment, Malashenko The only thing that Ke was not sure about was whether the Guards Tank Regiment under his command, which had been bombarded by Stukas, was still capable of resisting these German tanks that were charging all the way.

Malashenko and Walter, who were seizing every minute and second of the battlefield time to try to win the final victory, did not have an accurate number of how many tanks they had left in their troops at this moment.

But at this moment, if you look down from the sky from God's perspective, the Guards Tank Regiment led by Malashenko, who had just experienced a barrage of bombardment by the German Stukas, can be said to be a skinny camel bigger than a horse.

Even though the First Guards Heavy Tank Breakthrough Regiment, which was organized in a large-scale organization, suffered heavy losses, the KV1 heavy tank's unusually strong heavy armor defense could barely withstand a considerable number of German near-missile bomb attacks.

Counting those tank crews who were unable to move after their tracks were blown off and the road wheel guide wheels were blown off, but they were unwilling to abandon their vehicles and continue to fight, there are still 38 tanks in Malashenko's hands that can be used and still have basic combat effectiveness. .

On the other hand, Lieutenant Colonel Walter, who is the attacker at the moment, has less than 30 remaining tanks. He has lost more than half of them and still persists without the front collapsing. This is already very rare. It is both quality and quantity. Lieutenant Colonel Walter, who was at a disadvantage, still chose the most passionate fighting method. The German armored forces that conquered the entire Europe in 1941 were far from losing their true military soul.

The German tanks galloping across the vast snowy fields tried their best to maneuver to avoid the incoming Soviet firepower. This was indeed a very important task, and it was necessary to take into account the operation of the high and low steering gears in their hands, the aiming of the gun scope, and the firing pedals under their feet. Soviet gunners attacking irregularly moving targets caused a lot of trouble.

The real-life tank battles of driving these old World War II tanks are not as easy as using mouse and keyboard in later games.

Many Soviet tank gunners who were fighting their opponents under huge psychological pressure missed their targets. The high hit rate in the pit shooting just now fell to the bottom of the limit like a roller coaster.

Although German tanks continued to be penetrated by armor and exploded into blazing fireballs on the white-hot battlefield amidst the roaring wind, these scenes that seemed ordinary not long ago did now only happen occasionally every ten seconds.

The German tanks, which knew how to perform irregular maneuvers to avoid the enemy's incoming artillery fire as much as possible, kept turning left and right to show off their superb maneuvers. The gray and white steel behemoths had broken through the last four hundred meters. Rushing to a position less than two hundred meters away, the shortcomings of the Soviet KV1 heavy tank's slow turret rotation began to be increasingly magnified as the distance continued to shrink.

Iushkin's wrist was so sore that he was about to dislocate. He tried his best to shake the steering wheel in his hand with great difficulty. The KV85 prototype car with the extremely slow turret speed was already struggling. He realized that the situation was getting worse. Iushkin, who was becoming increasingly difficult to deal with, immediately shouted loudly at Malashenko behind him without looking back.

"The speed of this damn hand-operated steering wheel can no longer keep up with those German guys, Comrade Commander! What are your plans?"

The loud roar from Iushkin's mouth reminded Malashenko of the critical situation. Malashenko, who had been watching the battlefield through the commander's periscope in front of him, knew that if the situation continued like this, those German troops The tanks will succeed.

The fleeting hesitation did not last long in Malashenko's heart. After just one thought, Malashenko made the final decision and decided to put all the remaining bets on this one.

"All the crews, step on the accelerator and rush towards those Germans. Even if we have to ram them, we will stop these Germans here, and let these Germans know that they will never win under the city of Moscow! Ula! "

The roar from Malashenko's mouth suddenly echoed in the radio channel of the entire Guards 1st Heavy Tank Breakthrough Regiment. Knowing that the last moment had come, the Soviet tank soldiers did not hesitate at all. The engine, which had always been started, immediately stepped on the accelerator pedal and rushed towards the oncoming German tanks like an arrow from a string.

When he saw the crazy Ivan on the opposite side from his beaten commander's command tower, he stepped on the accelerator pedal and rushed straight towards him.

Lieutenant Colonel Walter, who was shocked and quickly regained his composure, naturally knew that this was a sign that the Russians were preparing to fight tooth and nail, but now they were driving in the opposite direction with only a hundred meters left for the final charge, but they could no longer do anything. With a sudden change in tactics, his life and death, as well as the final outcome of this battle, all depended on this huge gamble. Lieutenant Colonel Walter, whose eyes were covered with deep red bloodshot eyes, now looked like a bird that had just returned from the war. The devil crawling from purgatory to earth is terrifying.

"Armored troops, move forward! Tell those Russians who is the strongest!"

The last German tanks, which were still maintaining irregular maneuvers to avoid the incoming Soviet artillery fire, immediately changed their direction after hearing such an order from Lieutenant Colonel Walter, and rushed towards their own side. A group of Soviet KV1 heavy tanks rushed straight away, and two torrents of steel representing different ideologies and beliefs collided directly at this close distance.